"elder brother"
Seeing that Han Li had returned to the flying boat, Liu Le'er rushed to meet him, yelling in concern.
The battle just now was quite powerful, but this little fox girl has never seen such a battle, even though she saw her "brother Stone" win easily, she still felt a little scared in her heart.
Han Li gave her a gentle smile, shook his head lightly, signaled her not to worry, and then put away the storage bag in his hand.
The giant golden tower of the hunchbacked old man lost its owner's support, and soon the golden light shrank sharply, and it fell down in a twirl.
Gu Yunyue waved her hand and put the golden pagoda in her hands. She glanced at Han Li who was not far away, and saw that he had no intention of blocking it, so she put it in her waist storage bag with a sigh of relief.
This golden pagoda magic weapon is very powerful, and it can trap other people's magic weapons. If it can be used for one's own use, it will have an additional trump card in the face of the enemy in the future, and its strength will be greatly increased. The spoils of love and reason should belong to him, but fortunately, the other party seemed to acquiesce in his behavior.
"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Han for making the move. I knew that you were definitely not an ordinary monk, but I didn't expect to greatly underestimate the strength of Fellow Daoist." Gu Yunyue calmed down and walked up to Han Li in a few steps. Although her expression seemed calm, her eyes The trace of awe hidden in the depths couldn't be hidden from Han Li.
This girl pays for herself that even if she confronts a horse-faced young man of the same level as her alone, she will never be able to kill the opponent as lightly as the person in front of her, and even the opponent's Nascent Soul cannot escape, let alone a Yuan Ying A hunchbacked old man in the post-infant period.
"Those two people want my life, so I naturally have to send them on their way early." Han Li said with a slight smile.
Yu Menghan, who was following Gu Yunyue, pursed her lips and smiled when she heard the words, showing a little girly charm, but looked at Han Li with a mix of awe and confusion.
In her mind, her master is a true god and master. Even the real Baishi, whose father treats each other with respect, dared not take a breath in front of the master. , but now he has shown a powerful strength that even his master can't match.
The current Han Li is like a cloud of mist to him. Although standing beside him, it feels like a galaxy is separated.
"I thought I would be able to avoid the pursuit of the Heavenly Ghost Sect by leaving the border of Fengguo, but I didn't expect them to come so fast." Gu Yunyue sighed softly.
"It's nothing, after all, this is currently the area of influence of the Heavenly Ghost Sect." Han Li said indifferently, without much worry on his face.
"As long as we enter the sphere of influence of our Cold Flame Sect as soon as possible, we should be able to get rid of the entanglement of the Heavenly Ghost Sect." Gu Yunyue nodded, but suddenly her face froze slightly, and a strange flash of light flashed in her gaze towards Han Li.
Although it was only fleeting, it was seen by Han Li.
Han Li's expression didn't change on the surface, but he was rather depressed in his heart. During the first battle, he only slightly stimulated the aura of body protection, and as a result, his mana dropped from the middle stage of Nascent Soul to the early stage.
Gu Yunyue should have noticed the change in his breath, so he naturally didn't bother to explain it.
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In the depths of a cave in the Heavenly Ghost Sect, there is a deep and secret room.
Dozens of thick torches were inserted on the four walls of the room, and the bright yellow flames trembled leisurely at the top, reflecting the entire secret room indistinctly.
In the middle of the secret room, in front of a round stone table, was sitting a thin old man with a black beard, wearing a ochre-colored robe, with one hand resting on the stone table, and the fingers of the other hand resting rhythmically on his knee. tapped.
He had a high bridge of nose, deep-set eye sockets, and two eyes staring straight ahead. A long, thin face full of wrinkles looked uncertain under the light of the fire.
And directly in front of it, a bronze mirror the size of a human head floated in the void, and the figure of a hunchbacked old man was reflected in it, but it was the one who survived the evil of the wind and the cloud.
The old man's body in the bronze mirror was already hunched, but now he bowed even harder, his whole head was completely lowered, and he didn't dare to lift it up a bit.
"So, not only did the two of you fail to bring me back, but you even got one in?" the skinny old man stopped tapping his fingers and asked.
His voice was unusually hoarse, appearing very rough.
The hunchbacked old man visibly trembled, and quickly replied: "Uncle Qi, it's not that the disciple is incompetent this time, it's that the man is too strong and weird. He seemed to hide his aura deliberately at the beginning, and he looked no different from ordinary people. But when he made a sudden move, he turned into a middle-stage Nascent Soul. Before I could see his movements clearly, he took away the twelve cold flame bone forks, and then... "
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the skinny old man: "Your cultivation base is lower than yours, but you took away your magic weapon so easily?"
"Yes... yes. Not only that, but this person's physical body is also extremely powerful. Compared with the ghosts raised in my junior's Hundred Ghosts Picture, they are like paper-made clay sculptures. They will be reduced to dust when they are hit by him. Even the bone-biting needle, after being taken by him, he ate it with his mouth open and chewed it to pieces." The hunchbacked old man couldn't help trembling slightly, and said with lingering fear in his heart.
Hearing this, the skinny old man tapped his knees again, as if lost in thought.
The hunchbacked old man didn't dare to raise his head all the time, but seeing the thin old man's silence for a long time, the fear in his heart was even worse, he couldn't help but prostrated himself on the ground, and said in a trembling voice:
"Master Qi, what this disciple said...everything he said is true, there is absolutely no exaggeration or deceit."
The skinny old man was still speechless, and after a while he said leisurely: "Based on what you said, this person is probably an extremely rare high-level power cultivator, and it is indeed not something you can deal with. Forget it, you don't have to deal with it."
After all, he didn't even look at the hunchbacked old man, and flicked his long sleeves casually in the void, the image on the bronze mirror immediately darkened and disappeared.
"Dare to kill me, Hao'er, so what if you are a high-level power cultivator? The old man will also tear you apart to pay homage to Hao'er's soul." The thin old man suddenly sat up straight, with a ferocious face, and said through gritted teeth.
After a long while, his eyes fell on the bronze mirror again, and there was a sound of reciting in his mouth, and he pointed at the void of the bronze mirror with one hand.
I saw ripples on the surface of the mirror suddenly as if touched by water waves, and then another picture was revealed.
In the picture, a rather burly middle-aged man stands suspended above a green mountain forest, stroking his short beard with one hand, and asked with a smile:
"Brother Qi, we haven't seen each other for a while since the last farewell, and today I suddenly sent a message, but what's the matter?"
"Brother Lu Ya, I won't greet you today, I really want to ask for something." The thin old man said with a grave face and a low voice.
Seeing that he wasn't joking at all, the burly man restrained his smile, and asked solemnly, "Why, what happened?"
The skinny old man sighed, and told him everything about Qi Minghao and Fengyun Shuangsha.
"You bastard, you dare to kill Brother Qi's descendants, you really deserve to die!" After hearing this, the burly man named Lu Ya let out a low snort.
"I'm currently in the sect, and I can't get out of it for the time being. Brother Lu, you are near Fengguo, so I hope you can take action on my behalf and kill this person." The skinny old man said in a deep voice.
"Lixiu mainly focuses on physical cultivation, which can easily crush ordinary monks, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate and break through the bottleneck. I am afraid that this person can cultivate to a high level, and he is not an ordinary person?" Lu Ya asked after pondering for a moment.
"According to the disciples of the sect, this person is the elder of the outer sect that Leng Yanzong intends to recruit, and he has not yet formally entered, so you don't need to pay too much attention to brother Lu. Just kill this person for me, and my Yuanling Pill Just take it as a thank you gift." The skinny old man took a deep look at Lu Ya and said in a deep voice.
A gleam of joy flashed in the eyes of the burly man, but he quickly covered it up and said, "If that's the case, then I will take this man's life on behalf of Brother Qi."
The thin old man suddenly remembered something again, and said with a gloomy face: "By the way, don't kill that girl named Yu, it's best to bring it to me alive."
Lu Ya was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then nodded silently.